When it was almost noon, Qishan made a routine trip.

Sitting in a dark blue carriage, the carriage shook a little, and the sound of the little mistress's chatter was in his ears.

Qi Shan didn't care about listening, and was a little distracted.

Outside the carriage was a noisy crowd of people, and at this time of year, the streets were at their most lively, full of shouts, shouts, and cheers.

This area is located in the west of the city, close to the entrance of the vegetable market, so it is very lively, like a flyover.

Thinking of the case at the Blood Altar, he curled the corners of his mouth.

This matter is quite interesting, I didn't expect that after I had changed beyond recognition, Bao Zheng would be able to catch the murderer.

It is undeniable that Bao Zheng's side occupies the right time and place, and although Meng Fang has already noticed that it is not good, he has no excuse and cannot evacuate.

According to the previous plot, he escaped with the help of the corpse of one of them.

But now, two of the four people are already dead and can no longer die, and the other two have been captured by the so-called martial arts sect, and he can't reach them.

If you go out to seek medical treatment under the pretext of being sick, then in the Qingtian Pharmacy, Aunt Bao's eyes are bright.

Just look at it twice and cut the pulse to know that he is full of lies.

Forcibly escaping is a good way, and disappearing suddenly, although it will arouse Bao Zheng's suspicion, can escape with his whole body.

But that was also before, and now the Imperial City Division has inexplicably stirred in, even if he wants to leave, he can't go.

In addition, Bao Zheng is approaching step by step, and he will always find clues from some inexplicable places.

On Chang Yu's side, because of panic, he showed a little bit of horse's feet every now and then. Meng Fang persisted for ten days, but after all, there was no way to retreat, and he was found by Bao Zheng.

Later, it was taken by the Luzhou Mansion and sentenced to one, and the autumn queen asked to behead.

Naturally, it was in a bad mood to tolerate a few people, so he looked for the murderer in a dignified manner, and even dug up his friends.

In fact, if it weren't for the last case, it would have been confusing, and he would have found that this was the case last time.

However, Qi Shan intervened and disrupted Shen Liang's plan.

Meng Fang became the first.

Therefore, the shock of Bao Hei Tan is very large.

Fortunately, the two brothers and sisters finally survived, and the younger sister was not killed by random arrows like last time, and the elder brother could also live in prison for a while longer.

As for whether he was willing to ask for beheading, or suddenly regretted and escaped from prison, it was not Qi Shan's concern.

After such a circle, two rivers and lakes forces were fabricated, and finally the master of the Imperial City Division was alarmed.

The purpose of Qi Mountain has been achieved.

From the very beginning, Qi Shan's purpose was these people.

The Imperial City Division, the Jinyi Guard of the Great Song Dynasty, the direct force of the emperor.

Although it is not shallow on the surface, there are also hundreds of officials behind the scenes, who have the duty of monitoring the world.

It's just that they don't have the right to arrest, and they don't have the right to judge.

Unless ordered by the emperor, it can only be monitored and cannot act.

In fact, under the suppression of the power of the scholars, the power of the Imperial City Division is also shrinking year after year.

This generation is not as good as it used to be.

Otherwise, it wouldn't have taken so long to go to Luzhou to investigate the last case.

"Young Master, we're here!"

Stopping the car, Xiao San'er lifted the curtain and stretched out his hand to invite Qi Shan down.

Passing through the lively alley, it is obviously a lot quieter here, the blue bricks and stones paved on the ground, and the large pieces of splicing, are all smashed flat by craftsmen one by one, and it is very comfortable to step on it.

The streets here are wider, with two or three layers of wood on both sides, and it is not uncommon for horse-drawn carriages to come and go, and most of the pedestrians are dressed as scholars.

It can be seen that the people who can come here to consume are rich and noble.

The youngest son is waiting at the door.

Seeing Qi Shan coming down, he hurriedly piled up a smile and greeted him.

"Qi people are outside, you have not come to Gui Huabao for a few days, last time you talked to the shopkeeper, to a jar of aged osmanthus wine, our shopkeeper is talking every day, the last time the caravan came back from the capital, it took a lot of effort to buy back a small jar.

The taste is absolutely authentic, will you try it today? ”

Qi Shan nodded, took a folding fan from Xiao San'er's hand, didn't spread it out, and turned it twice in his hand, the bone spurs of the ivory and the jade pendant shimmered in the sun, and Xiao Er's eyes were straight.

Scholars holding paper fans were popular from the Ming Dynasty, and now in the Song Dynasty, the fans are still round.

Therefore, Qi Shan's unique outfit has also become his trademark.

Xiao Er led the way with a smile, and Qishan Shi Shiran followed behind.

The tavern was not too big, it was divided into two floors, the first floor had a singing station, a small table in the middle, and five or six tables around it.

The second floor is a private room, with screen partitions, spacious places, and large tables for the eight immortals, all of which are made of fine wood, with smooth streamers and incense, and the grade is obviously higher.

Qi Shan has a long room here, and he has come every day in recent days.

Look at the scenery on the street, think about the next script, drink some tea, and listen to the popular life.

Occasionally, someone will sing a big drum below, the words are fresh, and Qi Shan will be called up to sing a paragraph on a whim.

At this time, on the first floor, there was a storyteller telling a story there, and a little girl next to him was playing a three-stringed music.

It tells the story of demons, foxes, gods and ghosts.

The surrounding drinkers are high-rollers, literati sons, and they don't like it very much, and they don't care much, so they give even fewer rewards.

Qi Shan listened to it, but he was not very interested, turned around and went upstairs into the private room.

The shopkeeper quickly brought people up, bought a table of wine and food, said hello and retreated.

This shopkeeper is a human spirit, although Qi Shan did not deliberately behave, he still saw something.

Every time we meet, we must be respectful.

I don't know where this old boy is thinking.

However, being respected by others, Qi Shan is not annoying.

One of the major characteristics of Gui Huabao is that he has his own caravan, and he doesn't know which coastal fishing boat to take, and he has fresh seafood to eat every day.

And the master's craftsmanship is also good, I heard that he retired from the palace.

Qi Shan tasted it once and found that although the taste was different from that of later generations, it also had a different flavor, so he often called it to eat.

I took a pair of dried bamboo shoots with chopsticks, put them in my mouth and chewed them slowly.

Xiao San'er had already opened the small jar of osmanthus wine, sniffed and poured a glass for Qi Shan.

Qi Shan squinted at him.

"What's the blame, drink if you want, I can't do without you?"

Xiao San'er smiled and didn't speak.

These days, Qi Shan gave him some money and asked him to look around for some news.

actually put a whole group of beggars in his hands, although it was not official, but it also slightly covered the entire Luzhou City.

Some big and small things, within half an hour, will only reach his ears.

Qi Shan didn't care about it at first, but after checking it out, he was surprised to find that this kid was a little talented.

After a little talk with him, I increased my support, and I just let him go.

Shake your head and shake the distractions out.

I took a sip of osmanthus wine from the cup, it was sweet and tasted very light, although it was thicker, it was similar to a drink.

At this time, a small pigeon flew in from the window, pure white, about half smaller than an ordinary pigeon, with eyes like rubies, and stood on the edge of the window with dexterous movements.

The mistress walked over and took a note from the pigeon's leg.

glanced at it and said, "Young Master, the Imperial City Division is out of the city!" ”

Qi Shan nodded, a little absent-minded.

Ever since they appeared in Tianhong Academy, Qi Shan had been sending people to keep an eye on them.

Pigeons, to be exact, and other inconspicuous bio-mechanical animal watchers.

Data imaging is typically transferred directly to an external data center built in the valley.

This is more important, or urgent, and will be directly transmitted to Qi Shan.

This pigeon, in fact, is only for the junior.

The moment he took off the note, several videos from different angles had already appeared on Qi Shan's iris monitor.

In fact, a few days ago, Qi Shan unknowingly sent someone to these adults of the Imperial City Division, and each of them had a needle in their bodies.

It's just that it hasn't started, and everything is incubated.

However, judging from the information transmitted back by the nanoworms, the bodies of these people, or the internal forces, are no different from those previously studied.

It's all neutral bio-energy, with no attributes.

Qishan Laboratory has been studying this for a long time and has carried out hundreds of sub-projects.

A large number of clones were consumed, and there was still no progress.

Obviously, the energy level has been exceeded, but it can't be fused, as if a key point is missing.

Or to put it simply, not finding the right path.

"Could it be that the internal forces of this world do not allow attribute additions? It's just the rules. ”

Qi Shan narrowed his eyes, sandwiched a piece of white-cut mutton, and put it in his mouth to chew carefully.

At this moment, there was a sudden noise downstairs.

One person shouted: "Don't say it, every day is some gods and monsters, all of them are made up nonsense, what is there to say?" We're here to listen to the music, not to listen to your nonsense.

I just see that your little apprentice Sanxian plays well, let's go to the next paragraph! Don't gossip there, you old man! ”

"yes, yes, let's have a song."

"Brother Chen is right, we're quite happy."

"That's it."

Someone helped the first bird, and naturally someone followed behind to coax.

The shopkeeper hurriedly came out to appease everyone.

The old man who told the story had a calm expression, and said slightly: "Little Lao'er only has this craft to make a living, if you like to listen, reward some copper, and Xiao Lao'er is grateful."

If you don't like it, it's okay to scold a few times. It's just that these things are false, but you're wrong, and I say that these things may be true. ”

The shopkeeper's round: "Don't follow the little old man to see, he also has an accident at home, complaining about the ghosts and gods, don't listen to him!" ”

The voice at the beginning was really called.

"I don't believe it today, you tell me about it, how can he be true?"

The little old man said calmly: "You really want to hear about my family, this is a real thing!" ”

"I want to hear it, I want to hear it, I said it, I have a reward here!"